Ye Linlang stretched out her hand and took the bowl. She smiled sweetly at Grandmother, "Thank you Ma'am."
Grandmother could not help but feel very dejected. This was her own daughter, yet she had no memory of her mother.
Grandmother consoled herself by saying that it was all right if she could not remember her, just as long as she was alive.
"Eat slowly. Be careful, it's hot."
Ye Linlang looked at the bowl of soup and took a spoonful.
"It's hot!"
Ye Linlang looked at Shi Han, waiting for some comforting words.
Shi Han smiled and coaxed, "Didn't you say you want to have some soup? If it's too hot, don't drink it."
Ye Linlang had been unconscious for a long time. Her body and digestive system may not be able to handle such food quickly.
"I'm hungry." Ye Linlang insisted before sipping a spoonful of the soup.
Grandmother and Ye Tianxin worked together to cook this soup. That was why it was very fragrant and tasty.
